Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Religious. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 sp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp).

Description: Standing 5'9", this man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Paelias is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mortician profession.

History: Born in the east to a Layabout, Paelias learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Paelias never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and expand his business

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cressel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1000 gp. Star rose quartz (60 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). White opal (700 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has no hair. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Laborer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Beiro was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.